Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Wikipedia entry on the Subject: "Quixotism is the description of a person or an act that is caught up in the romance of noble deeds and the pursuit of unreachable goals. It also serves to describe an idealism without regard to practicality."

That's me, folks!

To celebrate my own quixotism I wrote lyrics that go with Rodgers & Hart's "Isn't It Romantic?"

Isn't it quixotic,Dreaming you can set your people free?Don't you feel exotic,Wrapped up in your soothing vanity?

Windmills, You can tilt them as no others can.Spins, thrills,Almost more than any mind can span.

So just stay quixotic,Even though your dreams just won't come true.Better than neurotic,What else is there left for you to do?

Keep on Tilting, silly dreamer.Don't give up the chase.Just you stay quixoticMaybe you can win with grace.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Sometimes, sunsets are very orange. Sometimes, the moon is sort of orange at moonrise. I guess because of the heavy smoke from the Great California Forest Fires of 2008 the moon, not full, near its meridian, is a very dark orange.

The intense daytime heat hasn't gone as far away tonight so I can't really use the covers - by the end of Summer, I will have to leave the bedroom air conditioner on at night. The one in the computer room must be on whenever the computer is running or it crashes.

I'm deep into writing a screenplay and it gives me further insight into one of our biggest weirdnesses in this country: the notion of retirement as a release for the retiree and a burden for the rest. I work both harder and more efficiently than I ever did before. The idea of quitting work and going fishing/golfing as Utopia is totally insane. We geezers aren't burdens, but more like foundations/platforms.